By Patricia Cornwell
With All That Remains, number 1 bestselling writer Patricia Cornwell returns to the chilling global of gutsy medical expert Kay Scarpetta for the 3rd installment of the vintage suspense fiction sequence that starts off with Postmortem.
In Richmond, Virginia, younger fanatics are demise. thus far, 4 within the zone have disappeared, basically to be came across months later as mutilated corpses. whilst the daughter of the president's most up-to-date drug czar vanishes with her boyfriend, Dr. Kay Scarpetta understands time is brief. Following a macabre path of facts that ties the current homicides to a grisly crime long ago, Kay needs to draw upon her personal own assets to trace down a assassin who's as expert at doing away with clues as Kay is at discovering them...
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Dr. " Her voice trembled. "Don't spare my feelings. Please. I know the dog wouldn't have gotten so upset unless there was a reason. Certainly, your work has exposed you to search-and-rescue efforts, to bloodhounds. " I had. Twice. Once was when a bloodhound sniffed car trunk that, as it turned out, had been used to transport a murder victim whose body had been found inside a Dumpster. The other was when a scent led to an area along a hiking trail where a woman had been raped and shot. " She looked bewildered.
Whatever you say, Dr. " The mop moved across the floor again. I tried to ignore the disembodied answering machine message intruding upon the sun-washed kitchen. The Hanover tomatoes I took for granted during the summer I began to hoard with the approach of fall. There were only three left. Where was the chicken salad? A beep was followed by the familiar male voice. "Doc? " Oh, Lord, I thought, shoving the refrigerator door shut with a hip. Richmond homicide detective Pete Marino had been on the street since midnight, and I had just seen him in the morgue as I was picking bullets out of one of his cases.
Her hands trembled as she got a knife and spatula from a drawer "Would you like wine, tea, coffee? This is very light. I did throw together a fruit salad. Thought we'd sit out on the porch. " "'That would be lovely," I replied. " Distracted, she opened the freezer and got out a bag of Irish Creme, which she measured into the drip coffee maker. I watched her without speaking. She was desperate. Husband and sons were not home. Her daughter was missing, the house empty and silent She did not begin to ask questions until we were on the porch, sliding glass doors open wide, the river curving beyond us glinting in the sun.
All That Remains (Kay Scarpetta Mysteries) by Patricia Cornwell